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scribbles ig
perhaps the world ends here - joy harjo
art by me ♡
psssst wanna see the frogs I doodled whilst waiting like 257$&)547h for gov stuff, of course you do of course you do
and last but certainly not least
HIM STICK HIM LEGGY OUT
Ursula K. Le Guin, The Lathe of Heaven
Eileen Myles, At a Waterfall, Reykjavik (from School of Fish)
Linda Gregg, The Defeated
Aimee Nezhukumatathil, Baked Goods
art by me ♡
oh to be loved by you (a fairy queen whose kisses grow mushrooms from my orifices but who can resist, who can resist? surely not I)
ahh it’s been awhile since I’ve done traditional art
the prompts for this were: river, lamp, in love
and I thought: hey what if a forlorn river fell in love with the only lamp that lit its dock. and what if every day the river sent schools of fishes to swim by its glow and flowers to bloom by its light and what if the lamp loved the river so much it stretched as far as it could just to kiss it, neither of them knowing what a tiny lamp’s light is to a river of water, before they embrace and the lamp is nothing once more?
I walked into the river to wring those embers from my broken heart and broken liver
chords • the amazing devil
light • sleeping at last
how we fight for our lives • saeed jones
silhouettes • sleeping at last
i go back to may 1937 • sharon olds
chapter viii • chen chen
and know we’ll always love you been though you’re leaving us behind
can you tell it’s their eyes with little earths in them get it cuz it’s secret worlds in those eyes hehehehehe stupid little pun (affectionate)
if you ask me for a lighter mate, I’ll give you my fire // I’d reach out for your hand // watch me burn // there’s something changed
the whole song just feels like an initiation, like a starting point (I mean it’s the first song in the album so) and the imagery of fire, a consuming thing, a purifying thing, but also representing change and growth through death.
Reminds me of the witch’s flame. The way you are devoured by gods and spirits who spit you out forever changed so you can come into your power. Kill your past skins and see what emerges. And yet although they burn, I’LL GIVE YOU MY FIRE. As in they offer this new self, that’s emerged after the war, and gift it to each other.
phew okay I need to sit down.
🔮 the star, four of wands
💌 and when the dust settles, chaos gives way to exuberant light
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eight of swords reversed
six of wands reversed
high priestess reversed
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Remember your torn wings can grow again. Don’t neglect your inner voice in the midst of all your grief.
🔮 the star, 7 of pentacles
💌 in the darkness of your never ending journey shines the North Star. can you hear her quiet voice calling?